Seeing the abstract

This afternoon I went to through the images I've made in the past few days to make sure they were all catagorized properly. Several of them -- the bench at Brookgreen and the Tarbox headstone at All Saints' -- I've already posted.

I made one image on the spur of the moment yesterday morning when I noticed sunlight hitting a knob on a kitchen drawer while Mom was preparing breakfast.


Pretty cool, huh?

It was Saturday. We had pancakes.

What else?

Yum.